Chapter 24
Chapter 24
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: Heroes and Saintesses Don't Usually Get Together in Eroge
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A little late leaving the Student Guidance Office, I happened to spot the silver-haired saintess.
...Coincidence?
This time it really seemed like one. Elysia showed no sign of noticing anyone around.
She was walking side by side with someone.
Seraph Academy's protagonist... Rak, I think...
'Huh?'
Was that guy originally like that?
When I played as the protagonist, he was your standard handsome, innocent pretty boy.
Now he looked short, stubby-legged, waddling awkwardly.
I froze for three seconds.
Brain stalled from the unexpected sight.
The original protagonist, Rak, starts loaded with cheat traits including Hero's Power.
Even S-Rank main heroines can't keep up with his growth pace.
Second playthrough users can level him up with the saintess and hidden weapons enough to take down the Demon King.
That's why I'd avoided getting close───
'Hold on...'
Just stacked with shitty traits?
That's way too weird.
Looking closer jogged a vague memory.
'Aren't these the traits Moro originally had?'
A sudden flash.
When I used the Trait Reset, the first thing I ditched was that 5cm microdick even when erect.
Laziness and Obesity are standard negative traits any character might roll, but 5cm microdick is rare.
'Meanwhile, I snagged the protagonist's best traits.'
First one was Hero's Power.
Since I'd originally played as the protagonist, the good traits were mostly ones I'd experienced.
One hypothesis forms here.
Did our traits swap?
When I took the protagonist's traits and dumped Moro's, did they land on the protagonist?
…...
Oh, fuck.
One guy's life just got ruined.
"I'm sorry..."
"Sorry for what?"
Elysia popped out from behind me.
"Jesus!"
"Sorry. Did I scare you?"
"Make some noise when you approach..."
"You were staring at us so~ intently."
"Elysia's friend?"
Ironic.
Rak, saddled with Moro's traits, was short, way too wide in the beam...
Unintentionally wrecked one dude's life. Slight guilt.
I didn't even hate the protagonist, but turning him into such a total loser...
"Friend, kinda. Just an acquaintance."
"Hi. Seraph Academy first-year, Moro Vindel."
"Uh-huh."
Greeted them first.
After the hellos, one thing hit me.
'Elysia still approaches Rak even if he's a total fuckup?'
True saintess.
If I were Elysia, no way I'd wanna walk next to him...
So the mega-dere saintess Elysia's bond with Rak stalled at "friends."
Couldn't level up to "love."
What happens next? My head spun.
I'd taken the protagonist's prime traits...
No way, do I have to form the hero party?
"...You okay? If you've got something to talk about, I can listen?"
The saintess asked me.
She probably saw me coming from the Guidance Office, worrying if my life's still in the shitter.
But saintess attention? Pass.
Getting tangled with her would put me at risk.
I'd just turned one academy girl into my personal fucktoy.
"I'm good. Thanks for worrying. Where you two headed? Date?"
"Date? So embarrassing. Hehe."
"On our way to help Rak train. Kinda worried he'll get hurt..."
'...'
Watching Rak's innocent smile stung with pointless guilt.
Hold up. Use Trait Reset to swap 'em back───
'Nah, fuck that. Gonna do it?'
Don't be a retard.
Uses left or not, I'm not wasting precious perks on that shit.
Plus, no clue where those negative traits bounce if I fiddle—too risky now.
Just... pity the guy, whatever.
Story's rigged so all heroines crush hard on Rak, but now?
Elysia's favor's capped—future events'll drag.
Can he even fuck with a 5cm stiffy?
…...
Main heroines about to suffer.
"Heading back to crash. Good luck."
But───
"See ya, Moro."
"Bye, Moro."
Maybe not my problem.
Not some busty delinquent—no urge to nursemaid a dude.
Just the main heroines in for pain.
Dragging to the training grounds to salvage a failing protag.
───Moro Vindel.
Not this story's lead, nor a plain extra anymore: handsome face.
Toned body, shot up in height.
By specs alone, not wrong to say Seraph Academy's protagonist just switched.
Heroines were unclimbable peaks before,
but the landscape might shift a bit going forward.
"Who's that guy? Elysia's crush?"
"Huh? Jealous?"
"Tall and hot. Bugs me..."
Elysia glanced at Moro's retreating back and muttered.
"Just... something off about him. Nothing deep. Foresight keeps showing weird shit..."
"Weird?"
"Rak's my favorite. That's not changing. 'Course, no plans for dating at the academy."
No dating plans. Rak deflated.
Elysia took his hand to comfort him.
"C'mon, show me your cool side, and maybe I'll rethink?"
"I-I'll do my best!"
"Aw. Good boy. I'll cheer you on."
At first, figured her blessing auto-triggered to save a bullied kid.
Saintess's Blessing senses folks in crisis.
───But suddenly he shook it off, no more pained looks.
Overcame the hurt?
Worth praising, but something felt off.
So Elysia kinda minded the guy.
Handsome face? Never crossed her mind before Rak pointed it out.
Hair over his eyes hid it, but yeah, the jawline screamed stud.
Body probably killer too. Way better.
Than Rak—felt way more "man."
'Sigh. Rak's such a slacker with exercise. Big issue. If he pushed like that, it'd be healthy too.'
The saintess fretted over Rak's welfare.
Knew at this rate, academy curriculum would bury him.
'Rak...'
Spotting him during sit-ups, grunting away, Elysia's mind raced.
'...We promised as kids. Graduate academy together—you the hero. But like this? Straight to failing out...'
「We promised the same dream. You're the saintess, I'm the hero── gotta grind, that's on me.」
───A phantom memory surfaced.
Who said that?
Sounded like some guy, but not chubby Rak's outline—more like a cooler Rak.
'No way.'
If true, she'd have devoted her life to him.
Just a pipe dream glimpse—Elysia brushed it off.
"We're dating now. Diana and me."
"Ah──Ugh, uh."
Lienhua went pale like she'd overheard forbidden shit, hand clamped over her mouth.
Me strolling into class hand-in-hand tight with Diana—everyone's stunned.
"What?"
Whispers.
"Moro snagged another girl."
"Not Lienhua this time..."
"That's Diana, right?"
Diana, cheeks flushing shy-like, mumbled.
"Yeah... pretty much."
"Not 'pretty much'! What're you planning...!? Dating Pig? Pig?"
"..."
Diana's brows twitched.
"Seriously dating Pig?"
"Aw, yes. Quit grilling me. Lienhua!"
"......Pfft. Ahahaha!"
Lienhua burst out laughing.
Even I get it—hilarious.
Diana, my former bully, now girlfriend?
Me parading her in, gripping her hand—I introduce, she cackles till tears.
"How~~'d you fall for Pig? Wow. Mind if I ask one thing?"
"Don't. Shut it."
"Who confessed first?"
"Duh, the loser begged on his knees."
I did beg like that.
"Hehehe. Ahahaha! How pathetic. And you took him?"
Lienhua ragging on Diana? Comedy gold.
"Shut up—anyway, message sent."
Diana wrenched free with a 'let go' and bounced.
"Diana's boyfriend, pfft..."
Lienhua stared, cracking up.
"Sigh, poor Diana for real..."
I gave zero fucks.
"Dating a pig like you? Tragic."
Giggling venom nonstop.
Doesn't faze me—let her yap. Extras chime in.
"But Moro's no pig, right?"
"Yeah. Moro's hot now."
"...Why 'pig', Lienhua?"
"Huh?"
Lienhua fumbles the counter.
"Cuz he's a pig... been calling him that forever..."
Stares me down.
"Not anymore."
"Yeah. Slimmed up, ditched glasses—damn handsome."
"Such a hunk."
"..."
'What...'
Lienhua on inertia with "pig,"
but no pig here anymore...
"...Tch."
Lienhua tsks, pissed. Sees her barbs bouncing off, fidgety now.
Scanning me top to toe for fresh mocking nicknames—that frustrated pout's cute. Guess I'm smitten with delinquents.
"Wait, that it? Leftover from dating Lienhua?"
"Eek!"
Girls whisper that—Lienhua brain-freezes, whips around.
"Me date him? What bullshit?"
"Uh, y'know..."
They dodge, slinking away.
Telling Lienhua we dated? Her berserk button.
"...?"
Lienhua left solo, baffled.
Memory wipe's terrifying.
"Tch, lame."
This the end of the endless bullying saga?
Lienhua bails, bored.
Next class: PE.
"Self-study" excuse to do whatever workout—Diana pulls me aside.
To a dim Indoor Gymnasium corner, arms crossed all uncomfortable, glares up at me.
"Why intro me as your girlfriend?"
Diana's off girlfriend hypnosis right now.
But...
"Rather call you my onahole?"
"That's what I am."
"Girlfriend cover cuts explanations—easier."
"Sigh, sure, but girlfriend to a loser like you? I'd die first."
While she gripes, I knead Diana's massive tits, circle behind, grope her ass outright.
Pussy texture through cloth feels great.
Diana takes the perv grope like a champ, head tilt.
"Hard already? Want me to?"